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It feels like it’s almost over, but I still want to laugh.
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I hate when that happens.
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A little regional humor. But no less true…
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This was precisely the reason we chose our current home. I know we technically have neighbors, but not seeing them makes them makes my fondness for them grow.
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That looks about right.
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And this one is dead on.
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Because there is light at the end of the Covid tunnel.
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Valuable lessons, all.
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Talk about being ahead of the trend.
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We still can’t find a kegerator…. so I’m not doubting this at all.
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I’m not afraid of my oven, but the self cleaning thing is a little intimidating.
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Yes.
Yes, please.
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Because we all need a little chortle now and then.
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I hear ya sister.
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This is a brilliant idea.
I shall be cc’ing the CDC immediately.
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That’s pretty much been our last 10 months. You?
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Rode hard and put away wet.
Yup.
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This is almost too true to be funny.
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Wish that happened when I tried it.
Though I do firmly believe in sanitizing from the inside out when it comes to tequila….
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James Taylor.
How wonderful is that!
Yes, I could easily ride out the Covid crisis with James.
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He was the soundtrack of my youth.
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My early married life.
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And his music still speaks to me today.
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Welcome James, pull up a chair and have a cuppa…
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Because I’m still trying to laugh.
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This just keeps getting worse and worse.
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Teleworking…. everyone is doing it.
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It’s here and we have to deal with it. Might as well mellow out if you can.
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They weren’t.
They definitely weren’t.
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Yes, please.
And maybe into 2022 just to be safe.
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Because laughter is literally the only medicine.
I haven’t walked into a bar in 142 days.
Let that sink in…. and tell me pigs aren’t flying somewhere.
Correct signage has never been more important.
I’m beginning to notice a trend.
He’s right.
We probably are.
Finally, a way to make men wear masks!
Thank you Katie.
And if all that was too depressing, let me leave you with this…..
You’re welcome.
Because I’d rather laugh than scream.
Neither did I.
If I had, I might still have the hangover.
Even I have to admit, that is a good deal.
True.
Which shows it really is all about perspective.
Seems like a reasonable answer.
It’s alright.
I’ll salute him either way.
And that is the truth!
At least around here…
Making a grocery run with the husband looks a little different these days…
As does his idea of the word essentials.
But the real news of the day?
This:
We found two of the most elusive items in Maine. Flour and toilet paper!!!
Now I can say I know how a crack whore feels after a fix.
Well, maybe not exactly how.
But still…
We found these precious jewels at an out of the way, generic name grocery store in the back country.
And no, I’m not telling you where.
Even if it doesn’t quite live up to the original.
You knew there would be more…. right?
Nice unabrow.
Nice…. dragon?
Not many men can carry off the parasol look. Though the Frito bag gloves do help.
Kudos sir.
And if you think it’s all about classic art….
Well, dogs playing poker is someone’s idea of a classic I’m sure.
But I really need something blooming in my life right now so I masked up and headed to a local nursery down the road for the other kind of flower.
No make up, no manicure and wearing a sweatshirt.
The Corona lock down has definitely put a nail in the coffin of my beauty regime.
Please note the mask is color coordinated though.
I’m not a heathen FFS.
Came home with a car load full of pansies, begonias, geraniums, mallow and a container of pretty I don’t know what.
This will be a good start… but no where near enough to fill my beds.
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